The 12th - Nightmares and Daydreams
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Classroom/Library/Hallway/Great Hall/Courtyard/Quidditch Pitch, Any Day between March 16th and 21st
[ She was so sick of the 'not sleeping' bullshit.
After a certain incident that Adela had chosen to keep to herself (even if Sousuke and Madame Pomfrey knew), she hadn't been sleeping well at all. It was awful that it still plagued her, tormenting her waking thoughts when she took to the air and replacing peaceful sleep with vivid nightmares. It made her hesitant even around her beloved pet, causing a great deal of distress and fatigue in her daily life.
She was afraid to sleep, on top of that.
Perhaps she was in the library, in a classroom, the great hall, or the courtyard. It could have been the middle of the day, the early morning, or the late evening and far too close to curfew. Maybe she should go to Professor Flowright's office, maybe for a potential recipe, maybe for the brew itself. Either way...
She jolted suddenly, as if only then realizing where she was and paying attention to what was around her. True that she hadn't fallen fully asleep, but she might as well have with how tired she had been. She had other things to worry about, so why would that damn nightmare not leave her be? ]
[ She was so sick of the 'not sleeping' bullshit.
After a certain incident that Adela had chosen to keep to herself (even if Sousuke and Madame Pomfrey knew), she hadn't been sleeping well at all. It was awful that it still plagued her, tormenting her waking thoughts when she took to the air and replacing peaceful sleep with vivid nightmares. It made her hesitant even around her beloved pet, causing a great deal of distress and fatigue in her daily life.
She was afraid to sleep, on top of that.
Perhaps she was in the library, in a classroom, the great hall, or the courtyard. It could have been the middle of the day, the early morning, or the late evening and far too close to curfew. Maybe she should go to Professor Flowright's office, maybe for a potential recipe, maybe for the brew itself. Either way...
She jolted suddenly, as if only then realizing where she was and paying attention to what was around her. True that she hadn't fallen fully asleep, but she might as well have with how tired she had been. She had other things to worry about, so why would that damn nightmare not leave her be? ]